Below is the poem entitled The Old River Bridge which was written by poet
Posey. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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There’s an old river bridge outside my hometown.
I wonder if they’ll ever tear it down.
It’s always been a part of me
And it’s anchored in my reverie.
It’s stood many years of use and wear
From all those travelers going somewhere.
And its silhouette I will never forget
Like it was built with a giant erector set.
I think of cars I’ve crossed it in
And filed some memories deep within.
When going home it was generally known
As you crossed the bridge you were a mile from home.
Roads and oceans and mile high skies
Took me to many a travelers’ prize.
From seaside to some mountain ridge –
Nothing compares to that old river bridge.
Though I’ve traveled far this wide world o’er
My mind drifts back to days of yore.
And I feel my childhood each time I see
That old river bridge in front of me.
Written by John Posey